Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Malawi and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Sonny Sharrock to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All Sam Rivers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy's Rubber Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nils Olav,
The Evens,
Lindisfarne,
Lyres,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Jerry's Kids,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Gichy Dan,
The Vogues,
Altered Images,
Roxy Music,
The Index,
Grandmaster Flash,
Radiopuhelimet,
Crime,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Matthew Halsall,
Theoretical Girls,
The Doors,
The Monks,
Gang Starr,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Suicide,
Echospace,
The Raincoats,
Skaos,
Tropical Tobacco,
Essential Logic,
Alphaville,
Joyce Sims,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Alison Limerick,
Marvin Gaye,
Ken Boothe,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Rotary Connection,
The Cowsills,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bizarre Inc.,
Quando Quango,
Trumans Water,
Lalo Schifrin,
Technova,
Funky Four + One,
Das Ding,
Swans,
Lightning Bolt,
Pagans,
Subhumans,
Magazine,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Rakim,
Talk Talk,
X-102,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.